Ok? I don't need to hear that I've gained weight...I know. (You out there, know who you are) OK? I don't need to hear that I look a hot mess. I KNOW! I've been through a lot so far this year. My REAL MOOD: ON GUARD. Anything can happen right now...OK? I lost my Mom at the start of the year. (enter the violins) I'm witnessing an infant get Chemo and a very good friend of mine's Cancer returned. I really don't need to be reminded that (in the certain kind of way it being said) that I really should - look a certain way. (OK, violins go away) Don't worry, I'll be back. I'm taking a "Ray Break" OK? I miss dancing under the disco balls and the carefree Ray some of you expect me to be. OK? I'm Okay... I'm just in transition mode...deciding if I should let my receding hairline grow long. I'll be OK. Okay? I find it rude to remind me that I should look a certain way.
O fucking K?
Move along Bitch...
1 comment:
i think you look just great, your hair is fine. the extra couple of pounds are from stress..fuck them all who have a problem.(RK)
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